The thing about depression is that it's ugly. It's clumsy. It's having little impetus. It's looking lazy. Physically, I do a lot of nothing. Mentally, have overwhelmed myself; have had many (mis)adventures. The depression ebbs and flows throughout the day. It's not feeling capable or strong enough. It also may be less extreme than depicted in ads and on television and in movies. Then again, I've been diagnosed with anxiety, not depression...